god sometimes i wish i was a polymer, life would be so much easier if i was a polymer.
i would just have to carry your groceries and be so helpful to you, or i could play music for you on a second-hand record player, i could brush your teeth for you, i could be so useful as a polymer.
trust me i wouldn’t be like one of those nasty polymers. i wouldn’t be part of the great pacific garbage patch or disintegrate into microplastics in your oceans and in your food. not me sir no i’m not like the other polymers
You know the lab is gonna be crazy when the first paragraph of the backround info says "the mechanism of this reaction is not totally understood, and we will not study it here"
i think the reason i get along with my chem professor so well is because he'll go from teaching us some complex concept to waxing poetic about how we're all made of stardust to making penis jokes about the tube he attempted to draw on the board and tbh that's life goals right there. i aspire to be that intelligent and unserious when i'm eventually a grown ass adult with a doctorate.
I don't remember who it was, but I remember somebody a while ago said that this particular MCR song synced up really well with the Saturday Shorts dance, and I've thought about that every time I listen to this song. I couldn't find the post, so I recreated it.
gerard way has looked like about 300 different people throughout his life and I can shamelessly say that I am deeply and madly in love with every single one of them